The Main Character : 2

Jeongcheol 2

The next movie night they had in Minghao's home was literally Seungcheol special.

The older definitely hadn't realised it yet, but wherever he went, whatever he chose to do, wherever he settled himself, there were always few pairs of eyes that were waiting for him to slip a little, to do something obnoxious, to act a little weird.

But Seungcheol didn't. He was still the same Seungcheol they had known from their college time, he was still the same Seungcheol who upon falling on the couch for once, would not get up no matter how much they begged him to.

"What should we do?" Chan asked, and at this point he had Minghao and himself paired together for the bet. The hotpot wasn't even a want at this point, it was a need Chan and Minghao were ready to do anything for.

"I don't know." Minghao replied, "The best I can suggest you to do is check his phone up."

"But- but that's wrong!"

"My advice being best doesn't mean it could be applied."

"Nevermind." Chan shook his head, determined, as he walked towards the kitchen where Seungcheol stood currently, "I'll go talk up with hyung."

"Don't ask directly, there will be no meaning to the bet if you would."

"I know." Chan assured, "I'll just try to talk with him a little, maybe riling him up will do some favours to me?"

"Just be alive."

"Pray for me dude."

Well, Minghao knew it took Chan his everything to gather up all his courage to face the older, cause as he did, he immediately faltered.

Minghao only then remembered how bad of a lier Chan was.

"You need anything?" Seungcheol asked as he finally took out a bottle of water from the fridge, and suddenly Chan short circuited.

What does he need? What does he need?!

"Water?" Seungcheol suggested, and Chan suddenly felt his throat growing dry. Maybe he should really drink some water, so a nod followed the actions of the fingers that wrapped itself around the plastic.

Chan gulped down, almost all of it.

"Calm down dude." Seungcheol exclaimed as he took away the bottle and searched for his remaining portion, "What are you, a tank? Or a camel that you think we are in desert and you need to store some in your hump as soon as possible?"

Seungcheol laughed, probably thinking that was funny, but when Chan didn't cracked up a single smile, his laugh disappeared in thin air.

Minghao on the other hand smacked his forehead on the wall. This stupid was being painfully obvious now.

"Hyung..." The taller immediately chimed in, walking inside the kitchen to save the milk from spilling off the counter, "Everyone is calling you."

"Tell them I am coming." Seungcheol said, and then quickly turn to grab one more water bottle. In the mere time, Chan and Minghao fought, they bickered, got on eachother's throat, were ready to curse the whole family lineage of eachother, until Seungcheol turned back and they were back to their homey sweet self.

"What happened?" Seungcheol raised his brows, "You people are acting weird."

"Are we?" Minghao rubbed the back of his neck, letting out a small shy smile that Chan gasped internally for.

This man was a fucking trickster!

"Actually," Minghao begin again, "I wanted to know your opinion on something."